وَلَيل كَسا الآفاقُ ثَوبَ ظَلامِهِ

وَآلى يَميناً في الإِقامَةِ يَمكُثُ

A night clothed the horizons in the robe of its darkness,

and swore a solemn oath to remain there and linger.

ثَويَت وَقَلبي فيهِ لِلهَمِّ حَلقَةٌ

أَكابِدُهُ وَالخَوفُ بِالنَفسِ يَعبَثُ

I tarried, my heart within it a gathering place for sorrow;

I struggled through it while fear toyed with my soul.

أُصَبِّرُ روحي لا تُراعي واصبِري

سَيدركه نور الصَباح فَيحنَث

I schooled my spirit in patience: Take no fright; endure.

The light of morning will overtake it, and it will break its oath.